[Syke talking]  Yeah, this goes out,  To all my little shorties, my nephews,  My lil homeboy's kids  My big homeboy's kids,  And uh, my neutral son Chris man  Little Corey Mack I had to put you in this one man  cause you know I love you    Verse 1:    Now take little Corey Mack just livin' on the edge  Not a care in the world just a walkin' dead, people said,  He wouldn't live past the age ah sixteen  Juvenile delinquent constantly sykin' up to dope fiends,  Mean mugging over thuggin' on everybody he knew  Had a down crew tripped out on them to,  But the booze started kickin' in he couldn't win  Now eighteen on his way to the state pen  Don't turn ya back on ya friends was in the letters he wrote  His mom going broke on packages and Newports,  Time's short and now his terror's on the streets  Big Corey Mack's back trippin' only been a week  At his peak wid his devilish game  His family's tryna keep him tamed  He's tryna build his street fame  He said he can't change or rearrange for the right,  Then he didn't come home one night,  You tell me what happened...    [Syke talks]  Now this one, goes out, to my little homegirls  Nelly's daughters and all my lil homegirls daughters    Verse 2:    Now take lil pretty fine Priscilla,  Got turned out, chasin' cash and drug dealers  Big willies only leave ya lonely and dissed,  Back in the day Priscilla wasn't even like this  She had to insist on being conceited, and flauntin' her looks  Instead ah reachin' her mind in the text book  Many got shook for havin' low budgets and regular cars  No action wid a buck she wants a movie star by far,  She's gorgeous and the center of attraction  She wants a football player wid a mansion, the latest fashion  She needs is that the greed is wrong  Her parents gave her morals that were strong, hear me on  How she canived on one girlfriend,  Slept wid one's man cause he had a Benz  When will it end and will she ever give up,  Now she got five kids livin' life stuck  You tell me what happened...    Verse 3:    Now in life you gotta use what you got  Don't try to plot cause you only get one shot,  To get what you can sequence the plan of a realist  Some don't never ever take nuthin' serious  Keep this in mind ya runnin' outta time make a decision,  Set goals, have dreams, no matter what position that you in  Play to win, the game is cold  Some givin' up game that ain't need to be told  Suckas fold like money it's funny how bad loves company  Stay true to something,  And you will see sunny days,  betta ways are the routes to get out  Can't find a way pray if you ever in doubt  Let you out of the ghetto, hello fool this is real life  Adversity and distress is on the way to paradise  Enticed by expensive things you can't have patience,  It'll be there waitin',  Take nothing for granted    [Syke talking]  Yeah, and that's for sure  Take nothing for granted in life  Everything that you get, betta cherish it,  Like it ain't never coming back,  Cause it might not come back,  So, all the little ones,  Just think before ya do something,  Cause life's to short, wid no support